Whats in A Name

My pen name is part of who I am
    A part of me at heart
    It rests inside my writing hand
    And thinks up wacky art.
My pen name is a piece of me
    A special quiet sound,  
    Its spoken as a question mark
    As people look around.
My pen name is a lightning flash
    And thunder shakes the ground,
    As all the words I dare not speak
    Are blasted all around.  
My pen name is a tiny scrawl
   A scribble in the spine,
   A tiny emblem of who’s hand
   Had written all those lines.
My pen name is a favorite shirt,
    A scarf I love to wear
    A necklace of an ancestor,
   A coat I never share.
My pen name is a blooming thought
   A seed I’ve always grown
   The lilac petals symbolize
   The stories that I told.
 My pen name is my silhouette
    A bolder second me,
    Voicing thoughts in swirls of ink
   My secrete identity.